Chapter 2 (The Sh*tty but Brilliant Plan)

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Boy on the right is Oliver Dickson :)

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As I was lost in my thoughts about how terrible this project is going to be, Mr. Dion just continued blabbering about the project that is supposed to be passed next week Friday..

God, this project is going to be a total piece of shit if I have to work with them. I'd rather finish the project myself than get help from either one of them.

This is so gonna fucking ruin my reputation..

I was pulled out of my thoughts when Mr. Dion announced something, "Okay class, now go to your group mates and decide weather your going to sculpt or paint" I really am starting to hate the subject Arts!

"So, what's the plan guys?" I didn't even notice that Ashton was sitting beside me so I kinda freaked out and jumped a little on my seat. He was smiling while raising both of his eyebrows indicating either one of us to answer his question. Wait, where the fuck is Daniel anyw-..

My thoughts were interrupted when a raspy voice on my left side spoke making me jump again. What is it with people startling me?! "I don't know any of this crap so let's ask lil' missy here"

I turned my head and saw Daniel, of course he was wearing his signature smirk. Well, it blended with his whole face though. It kinda made him much more cuter.. Wait? Did I just think that he's cute?! No fucking way! Why did I even think of that?! Oh hell no!! Damn, what is wrong with me?!

My thoughts were once again interrupted when Daniel cleared his throat. I noticed that I was completely staring at him while I was lost in my thoughts. Therefore, at this moment I looked like I was checking him out. Never in a fucking million years will I ever check him out!

"Take a picture, it lasts longer" Daniel says as he grins at me. Asshole!

I glared at him then replied "you see this" I pointed at my shirt "read it you fucking bastard! I don't give a damn about you!" then I glanced at Ashton who was still shocked about me screaming at Daniel, I tried to calm my voice "Look, my opinion is we do the portrait thingy cause it'd be much easier to do and I am more than willing to do it on my own if you two would just leave it all up to me." then I smiled sweetly at him, so that the tension between us will ease off a little bit

"Ohh, okay. B-but if you ne-need help, you c-can always ask m-me." the smile planted on my face suddenly formed into a frown... Ashton was stuttering? Why the fuck was he stuttering? I just freaking smiled at him! Was my smile THAT horrifying?!

"Ash, why are you stuttering bro?" Daniel raised a questioning eyebrow at Ashton, whose face is now the color of a tomato, he looked kinda cute though.. Ahh man, damn this fucking teenage girl hormones

"Yeah, and why the fuck are you turning red?"

"I just, uhhmm.. Well,, uhhh. Its no-nothing" After that he quickly stood up from his seat and headed back to his original seat at the front leaving me with the fucking asshole sitting on the chair on my left side

Daniel then laughed. I looked at him confused. Why the fuck is he laughing? Is he bonkers or something?

"H-he really h-has it bad for y-you!" he said in between his laughs

"What the fuck are you talking about?"

He calmed himself to stopped laughing, "Are you serious or your just really a freaking blonde bimbo?" he started off "You do realize that he has a 'thing' for you." he said emphasizing the word thing "I mean any girl would have known that by the way a guy moves around her or even when a guy looks at her" he finished raising his eyebrows again

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